I spent my Friday night watching a six-foot, three-inch character hop around—and no, I was not at the Macalester Men’s Basketball game. I was at Harvey, the play written by Mary Chase in 1944 that won the Pulitzer Prize a ...

Readers of this most esteemed publication, dedicated followers of my column and anyone else: this is it! This is where it all ends.
By which I mean: this is the very last weekly weather report I will ever write for the Weekl...